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  At that point, I stood behind her and reached around as I tried to cinch it up some more. It was impossible not to drink in her tanning oil smell.

  “You like that, don’t you?” she said after I’d taken in a long breath.

  “It is very powerful,” I admitted. “Your scent reminds me of the beach.”

  “And yours summon my memories of the land,” she answered. “I find it dangerous. And hot.”

  She spun around, so I faced her massive tits. “I can’t wait a second longer, Sir Matt. Please allow me in.”

  “Believe me, I want to. I think Jo and Tex do, too. But if this doesn’t work, I’m afraid of leaving you behind.”

  “It will work. It does work.” She waved her hands over her lower half. “See?”

  “Just a little more,” I said in a strained voice.

  “Fine,” she pouted.

  There was a zipper that nearly divided the outfit in two, from between her legs to her collar. The split made it easier to pull both sides up and over her shoulders. Each of her slender arms slid right through, leaving only her hands exposed.

  In moments, all that was left was closing the two halves over her breasts and zipping it up. I reached for the zipper but stopped before touching it.

  “May I?” It was so close to the entrance of her water ride I wondered if my magic designed it that way intentionally.

  She took my hand with both of hers and gently placed my hand on the zipper. I almost shook with how much I wanted to divert and reach for her warm flesh, but I was almost at the finish line of testing her outfit, so I pressed on.

  Together, we slid the zipper over her stomach, up the steep curve under her breasts, and then up to her neck.

  I looked at her blue eyes and wet lips and almost let myself go, but she pushed me back.

  “If this works, there is something I want from you,” she said in a matter-of-fact way.

  “It will work,” I replied. I couldn’t say for sure, but it was working to perfection, so far.

  She took a few steps back, then unzipped herself down to her cleavage.

  “Here goes.” Echo stepped a little way into the stream and then bent over forward. Her magic pulled water like a straw, and it went directly between her breasts. Her demeanor changed almost immediately.

  “Oh, Matt, this is absolutely perfect!”

  She hopped out of the water and took a few tentative steps on dry land.

  “I mean Sir Matt,” she said in a tentative voice.

  “You are fine. Don’t worry about what you call me.” I wished she’d use my name by itself, but I was getting used to her putting the sir in front of it.

  “Look,” she said as she waved her arms down toward her feet. The tether of water connecting her to the red river was now gone. Her bare feet picked up some of the dirt and flakes of dried leaves, and she wiggled her toes like it was the most amazing thing she’d ever seen.

  “I’m not weak,” she marveled. “There is no need for a connection. I am immersed as surely as if I was underwater. Matt, you’ve done it!”

  Her smile already raged with intensity, but when she stopped moving it was as if the sensation inside her suit made her smile detonate.

  “I can feel your hands roving my body, Matt. It must be your magic. I need more of it, right here. Right now.”

  She pulled the zipper as low as it would go on her body. Water poured out as if she’d sprung a leak, but it bound itself together into two tentacle-like water ropes that reached around my back to pull me close to her.

  It was murder to resist her, but I needed to understand her limitations. “You can control the water on you. Could you have held it to your body without the suit?”

  “I never thought of that, Sir Matt, but magic takes concentration. Without clothing, I can maintain my link to the water for short periods of time, but it eventually drains me. Holding this much water would probably kill me in no time. It’s your suit making this possible, not my magic.”

  That was good enough for me. I got out my phone and fumbled for the yes/no text message to accept her in my party. But there was one more thing…

  “Echo, before I allow you in, you should know this isn’t some kind of game. I am destined to face the dragon that lords over this land. I am hunted by almost a hundred other teams. Magic folk seem to have issues with me, too.”

  “I don’t—” she started to say.

  “Wait. Let me finish. I want you to join, but there are armies heading in this direction. Between now and the time I face the dragon I can promise you very little, except there will be trouble. Is that what you really want?”

  “Matt, I feel as if I was born to be with you. I didn’t share the sirens’ hatred and mistrust of those born on land. This is my opportunity to prove them wrong.”

  I figured I owed her the truth.

  “The sirens were kind of right, at least around here. Almost everyone we meet is going to want to kill us. Kill you.”

  “I don’t care. You will be my island of safety in the great ocean of land we must travel. I accept your challenge.”

  “And you have no problems with my other two women? I’ve come to trust them both equally.”

  “Will you trust me in the same way?” she said cautiously.

  A few years ago, I wouldn’t have trusted anyone so soon after meeting them, but we’d already shared the risks of sudden, violent death. If I trusted her with my life, I was positive I could trust her with my heart.

  “As best I can inside this hellish game.”

  I tapped the yes option in my phone to allow her magic to mix with mine. The response from her was immediate: she fell to the ground.

  “Oh! Matt! You are inside me!”

  I heard Jo and Tex both chuckle on our link.

  “Stop listening,” I ordered them.

  “And I can hear you inside my head! Hi Jo! Hi Tex! Echo! Echo!” she yelled as if to test it. Quieter, she went on. “Matt’s magic is all over my body and he is now probing my blue hole.” Echo was shameless, even if her nautical term for a very deep hole in a river was a bit misplaced.

  I didn’t have time to think about it much more, because the sexy woman beckoned me closer while on her knees.

  “Watch what I can do,” she said in a playful voice.

  The water from inside her suit wrapped around my waist, but more water came up from the stream at my back. At first, I panicked a little that she might try to push me in, but I had to trust her.

  “I’ve dreamed of doing this to a man since I came of age,” she said as the water went into my pants and shirt in a pleasurable way.

  “Yeah, I like this,” I replied.

  “Here we go,” she said as if it was going to be a ride.

  I braced myself.

  “Now!” she said with a wicked smile.

  I blinked because it happened so fast. In one moment, I stood above her, fully dressed, and the next my clothes ripped off my body and sat in a wet heap at my feet. Unlike the landlocked girls, her magic had no trouble getting my pants off over my monster boner. That was one impressive ability.

  “Echo likes,” she said with almost a drool. “The water cleaned your body as I took off your clothes.”

  “I feel clean,” I said, wondering if the FEMA soap was finally off my skin. At the same time, I actually felt totally dirty at how this was going down.

  “Matt, there is something else I dreamed about I would like to try. It wasn’t meant to be quite like this, but fate has made it so.”

  “What do you want?” I whispered in anticipation.

  The river water surprised me when it wrapped around us in a thin sheet. It reminded me of a giant soap bubble, but it was difficult to see through it, like a shower door.

  “This will give us a little privacy,” she beamed.

  I looked down to the woman on her knees. She placed herself directly in front of my masterpiece of male sexuality as if she had created it herself. She set her mouth upon me and I groaned deeply be
cause of how warm and wet she was, but almost right away she pulled back and looked up.

  “Is this good?” she asked with half a smile.

  “Are you serious?” I looked at the bubble of water around us, then down to her as she looked up at me. “This is all amazing. You are incredible.”

  That made her smile explode again.

  “Ooh, I taste your magic. As I suspected, this thing is the fountainhead of your sorcery.” She grabbed my nutsack.

  “It’s all yours, if you want it.” She could have any part of me. No questions asked.

  “I do,” she exhaled.

  She threw her mouth upon me with a ferocity that suggested she didn’t want me to get away. As if I would try.

  “Holy shit,” I blurted out as I tried to stay on my feet.

  Her magic tricked my dick into believing it was inside another part of her body. My hips tried to move to her rhythm, but she wasn’t stopping.

  I felt her magic rise up and quickly tip her into release. She giggled girlishly and somehow went faster as her body spasmed.

  There was no defense for that. My magic slammed the roof of my hangar as I reached my own pair of endings. First, the magical burst deep inside my thighs and stomach, and then the arrival of the physical one.

  The magical release sent all my newly minted magic over to her, and she accepted it into what I called the lobby of her skyscraper. It washed in and filled it about halfway to the first level, which was exactly how it went with the other girls.

  My wrist burned as her tattoo joined the others. A blue water drop, of course.

  “You better slow…,” I panted.

  She sped up. She slopped me down like her very life depended on getting me to completion.

  “Echo,” I said as my head wobbled. Between my racing heart and heavy breathing, I was surprised I could even speak.

  But she knew why I said it. At the very last moment, she pulled back and looked up at me with pleading eyes.

  “Put your seed on me, Matt. I want to feel your magic in my suit every moment I’m with you. Will you do that for me?”

  There wasn’t time to argue.

  My white hot jizz came out with the force of a firehose.

  She got her wish, from neck to dimpled belly button.

  PLAYERS

  After I put my wet clothes back on, I stood and got a good look at my new girl.

  “I’m tingly all over, Sir Matt. It is like you have your hands on me all the time, even when your magic isn’t inside me.”

  She twirled as if presenting herself for inspection. My eyes were drawn to the yellow rope around her waist. A taut magical connection linked her to the water drop tattoo on my arm.

  “Is that why you wanted me to do that to you?” I’d never had a girl devour me like she did, and I’d certainly never been asked to coat their bodies with magic or otherwise.

  “A sorcerer’s aura flows within him, or so I’ve been told. What better way to ensure my connection to your magical ways than store your deepest seed within my golden armor?”

  It made some crazy sense.

  “Would you like to add some more?” she asked in a hopeful voice.

  It had been mere minutes since our encounter, but my magic was already stirring. I longed to have her re-make the water bubble and do everything exactly as before, but I couldn’t risk servicing her when there was so much danger lurking all over the place. The first time was required, but the second would be me having fun.

  And, deep in the back of my brain, I worried one of the long-distance TV cameras might have seen that. They usually focused on remote images of battles between knights, but this would have made for interesting television if they wanted something different.

  “When we get to our next resting spot, sure. But you are going to have some competition from the other girls, I think.”

  “I do not mind how I get it, but I must. I’ve never been able to walk this far from the water without my connection, and here I am doing it even further.”

  She took a tentative step but then stopped again.

  “You have been honest with me, so I should be honest with you as well.”

  “Oh?” I replied.

  “Up until today, I thought my fate was going to be tied to the ankles of my siren kin. That I would spend my days watching them kill, and my nights enduring their suffocating attacks. I want to be a warrior like the women you travel with every ounce of my heart, but—”

  The cheer left her face, which was almost tragic after what we’d just shared.

  “But what?” I pressed.

  She glanced to the water, then back to me. “I’ve never fought on land, Sir Matt. What if I suck at it? I promised you a warrior, not a chicken fish.”

  I laughed. “I don’t think you have to worry about that. I’ve seen what you can do with water, and I have no doubt you will find a way to use it when the time comes. Also, you should know Jo and Tex have been with me for a couple of days already. They’ve leveled up in my magic, giving them extra powers.”

  “Will such a thing happen to me?” she inquired.

  “I think so. It happened to one other woman who is no longer by my side, so I bet it will for you as well. Stick with me and you’ll see.”

  She tugged at my shirt to bring my face down to her level, then she gave me a wet kiss.

  “You won’t be able to shake me from the net,” she beamed.

  I motioned her toward the others. “I’ll be right behind you.”

  As she turned around, I got a great look at her pointed ears and multi-colored locks. I also admired the curve of her hips and how the rubber boat material separated her thighs as she walked away. I already wanted to take it all off and explore her incredible body.

  The rest of the group wasn’t as far away as I expected. We came around some bushes and practically walked into the three of them sitting near each other. Echo waved when she saw them, but then shuffled back to stand next to me.

  “I feel naked in this thing,” she whispered. “Isn’t that weird.”

  “Just act confident. You look great.” My magic sculpted the rubber outfit absolutely to perfection, so the contours of her body were almost as obvious as when she had nothing on at all, but I didn’t expect she’d prefer being naked.

  “I can do that. I’ll remember you made this for me.”

  “That’s the spirit,” I said.

  We both stepped a little closer to the others.

  “I’m sorry I disparaged your dress code before, Sir Matt,” Anton began as soon as he saw Echo and I. “You have a knack for ladies I will never understand, but I do envy. And, Lady Tex, I apologize for my earlier remark about your appearance. I see now you and the others are quite fetching to him.”

  “Thank you, general, that means a lot,” Tex replied.

  I felt proud of the old soldier. “Yeah, thanks.”

  My attention returned to our newest member. “Echo is going to be traveling with us. Thank you everyone for making this possible. I think you are going to be impressed by what she can do.”

  “Hubba hubba,” Jo responded. Tex also giggled.

  “All right, guys. Let’s get serious. We’re moving out again and that means we’ll be in danger.” I shot Jo a look. “Any news of the witches?”

  She shook her head. “I can’t swear we are in the clear, but the chat room has been going full blast for a long time, now. They have all kinds of problems they’re dealing with, and it seems to be getting worse. They also have to process new squires that lost their knights.”

  “Have there been many of those?” I wondered.

  “It isn’t clear to me. The witches all talk over each other. A few, at least.”

  “Then we know some of the players are killing each other. That means less work for us.” I paused. “And Conflict mentioned she replaced some of the teams lost yesterday with a few of her own champions.”

  Jo shrugged. “We knew this wasn’t going to be fair.”

  Tex also se
emed unimpressed. I intentionally held off telling them the news until now, for fear they’d take it poorly. Apparently, I was the only one taking it that way.

  I decided to not make an issue of it.

  “Alright, I—” I started to say. I noticed Anton munching on a piece of bread. “Where did you get that?”

  The general figured out I was talking about his food, then his green eyes came to life and his grin touched both ears. He pointed to the shiny box sitting next to him in the weeds.

  “Your toaster is magnificent! I had no idea it was so useful, but I’m glad I kept it. I needed to eat or I was going to expire.”

  I must have showed off a stupid look on my face because Jo spoke up. “It’s magic, Matt. Press the latch, get toast. We’ve got food, as long as you like white bread, slightly burned.”

  Anton pulled the toaster onto his lap and then shoved the lever down with one of his giant gray fingers. He sat there watching his handiwork as flies and mosquitoes lingered around his head like tiny orbiting satellites. He didn’t seem bothered, but I swiped at my neck, sure I was also covered with bugs.

  We all shared an uncomfortable silence as we waited. Echo leaned against me as if the toaster might explode, which made me chuckle. By the time I could decide whether to explain what a toaster was for, it popped up two pieces of toast.

  Echo jumped a tiny bit. “Ooh!”

  Anton grabbed one of the slices and flicked it right at me. It sailed the ten feet in a smooth arc and I caught it easily.

  “Enjoy!” Anton declared.

  The bread was still warm and it tasted exactly like a piece of toast from back home.

  “You all had some?” I asked before eating too much.

  They all nodded.

  “I think it makes as much as you want,” Tex replied.

  I downed the rest and Anton tossed me the second slice. I gobbled that down before realizing Echo hadn’t said anything about food.

  “You want the next one?” I asked her.

  “No, I’m fine. Thank you.”

  I studied her face to see if she was only being polite, but she didn’t press the issue, so I took her at her word.

  “This is great. Nice work, general.”